Auf Wiedersehen, Lampione

Excerpts:I cannot claim a favorite memory from my youth. Sunday Dinners come close. Sunday Dinners were important. They might explain why – at the end of my life – I am fat.Grandpa used to claim the priests at Our Lady of Perpetual Pain were paid by the word. Like Dickens. It is a reference I've never understood.Grandpa liked Dickens. He had only a passing tolerance for men ofGod and their religion.The girls entered through virtually identical double doors on the opposing side of the school; wooden crosses were affixed to their doors though I couldn’t say what they guarded against. None of the girls looked like vampires from a Peter Cushing film. There was never anything that exoticentering Our Lady of Perpetual Pain.NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK AND AS AN EBOOK.